“Do you believe in God?”
She stopped and glared at him. “Not that it’s any of your business, I do actually.”
Reaching into his leather satchel, he pulled out a pile of papers.
“Could you open your mind to rational thought?” he asked, proffering a leaflet. “Have you thought maybe life is enough? That we are all responsible individuals and there’s no grand plan?”
“You people make me sick,” she said angrily, snatching the leaflet. “You shouldn’t be allowed to shove your views down my throat. And in public, too!”
Radiating disdain, she tore the flyer as she walked away.
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